we live then we die 
in the middle we ask questions like "why me?" 
some people are searching for a purpose, a meaning 
I'm coping with feeling worthless 
and second guessing everything that I do 

I've got first world problems and I still can't solve them 
woe is me 
so what good is a Ph.D.? 
an education won't save me from being an introvert 
and misreading every relationship that I'm caught in 

this is all so petty 
it keeps bumming me out 
I don't want responsibility 
I don't want to give up in my 20s 
but I've made a huge mistake 
taking life at face value 
I don't care anymore if I'm happy 
I just want to be anyone but me